#she would rock that glove headband as well

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Eddie and Steve lose a bet with El and their punishment is that they have to dress up as the Barbara and Adam Maitland to her Lydia Deetz for Halloween, and if Steve thought he was feeling Confused™️ before, seeing Eddie in drag makes him feel like he’s never know coherence a day in his life

[tequila-solar-storm]

Author, I'm monopolizing your inbox at this point lmao

I've been pondering this all day but do you think Kinich celebrates his birthday?? I feel like he won't, he might either despise that date or just.. completely ignore it, even forget it perhaps (?)

To the point that no one really knows when his birthday is (elder Leik probably knows but would respect his son desire to just... Do nothing about it)

Mualani and Kachina might have tried to pry a little but ultimately gave up on the matter however sometimes Kachina will give him some shiny rocks (obsidian) because they were pretty and she had some spares! Kinich might also use then to make arrowheads or smth! And Mualani might invite him on a treck to somewhere because traveling is always more enjoyable in company! In other words they'll make sure that kinich will know they care about him and they don't really need a specific date of the year as an excuse to show their affection (and give him gifts!)

On the matter of gift giving I hc Kinich always knowing what's the right gift for someone. They'll be always practical gifts and alway appreciated (I'm craving Kinich knitting stuff for his friends after yesterday's talk ahhhh)

I forgot about Kinich liking spicy food!! Hopefully elder Leik can handle them lol it'll be cute if he just made a portion for him with a normal spice level and the rest for himself which would be just pure edible(are we sure about that?) lava

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I don’t think Kinich despises his birthday. He just can’t be bothered with it! Even though Ajaw keeps giving him ‘helpful’ tips (‘If you publicise your birthday, everyone’s obligated to give you gifts and birthday mora!!’ ‘Ajaw shush’) it’s more of the fact he doesn’t like receiving gifts without giving something back? He’s pretty big on the whole equivalent exchange thing, after all! He has a good memory so he does still remember his birthday, and I do think Leik would make it a habit to eat out with him on those days!

He’s generally an open guy, so I doubt he’d keep his date of birth from his friends if they ask. But if he does for whatever reason I think Mualani will figure it out anyways. How? Annoying him to death.

She’ll show up at his door with cake and party poppers being like ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’ and when he tells her it’s not his birthday she’ll go ‘okie dokie!’, keep note of it, and then do it again the next day and the next and the next until Kinich caves and tells her the actual date. Kinich doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Mualani’s genius. Ajaw, meanwhile, is disappointed because no more free cake for him 😖

Kachina will be way more shy about it but yes!! She’ll definitely give him presents even outside his birthday! She’ll tell him ‘These are spares so you’re doing me a favour when taking them’ but Kinich knows she’s finding excuses. Still, he loves seeing the joy on her face when he accepts, so he plays along! Besides, being the smart cookie (Thankfully not Mualani’s brand of ingenuity) that she is, all her gifts are super practical! Such as the obsidian for making arrowheads that you mentioned!

While less often, Kinich will give them presents as well! It’s usually when he notices things about them. Maybe Kachina’s gloves are worn out, or Mualani’s backpack has a hole in it. He’ll happily knit them replacements! Even if his gifts inevitably get worn out in the future, you bet the girls will still keep them!

You can pry the headcanon that they often go on camping trips or long treks together out of my cold dead hands. I mean, they clearly were camping together during that one promotional poster where Ajaw’s very hilariously tugging on Kinich’s headband while the girls danced! In this trio of best friends, no one will go unloved!

There’s two scenarios that can unfold with Elder Leik and spicy food:

One: Kinich makes the food an acceptable level of spice. He plops one portion in front of Leik, kisses his dad’s cheek, and proceeds to dump an entire market’s worth of spices into his own portion. This is the cute scenario!

Two: Leik loves spicy food even more than Kinich so their meals are just. Lava. Picture Leik pulling out a lunchbox during a meeting with the other elders being like “My son made this for me 🥰🥰🥰” and by simply looking at his food the rest of the elders spontaneously set on fire. This is the less cute but significantly funnier option!!

[bunny-lovers]

jeans, beanies, and nail polish (for the ask game) :)

Hope you & your f/os have a great day & thank you for the ask! 😊 @copiawife @strawbeaniie @edgeworthsglasses @gailpeckswife

Scarves: What do you and your f/o do on a cold day?

We mostly stay indoors, having a hot drink while watching a TV series. We also play card games as well.

Short Shorts: What do you and your f/o do on a hot day?

We do outdoor activities while wearing sleeveless shirt and leggings. We mainly go for a stroll, head to the beach, play volleyball, & get ice cream.

Jeans: Do you prefer indoor or outdoor activities? What kind?

Rumi & I prefer outdoor activities. We fully love going for walks, especially during the summertime. We also like rock climbing, swimming, picnics, tennis, & beach volleyball.

Beanies: Do you steal your f/o's clothes? Vice versa?

Yes, Rumi & I both steal each others' clothes. We love seeing wearing of each others' clothes. We even do outdoor activities when we wear each others' clothes. It's mostly shirts.

Bracelets: Is your f/o particularly doting with gifts? Do they prefer buying gifts or making them?

Boots: Is your f/o the adventurous type? Do they take you on adventerous dates?

Yes, Rumi is the adventurous type & yes, she does.

Bikinis: Have you and your f/o ever been on a beach date? What was it like?

Yes, we have! Rumi & I spend most of the day at the beach this summer. We walk on the sand, went for a swim, played volleyball, & got some tan. We put on sunscreen so neither of us don't get a sunburn. We had such a wonderful time at the beach & the weather was perfect!

Cat Ear Headbands: Do you and your f/o own any animal-themed clothes?

Yes, we do & we have rabbit themed clothes.

Pajamas: How cuddly is your f/o when asleep?

Rumi is super cuddly when she's asleep. She have me real close to her in bed, like she really want to protect me.

Ear Mufflers: Do you two share music tastes?

Yes, we both love listening to pop music together. It also gives us energy to hop like a rabbit.

Nail Polish: Do you ever paint your f/os nails? Or vice versa?

Yes, we both enjoy painting each others' nails. The first time we done it, Rumi asked me if she could paint my nails. I said "Yeah, you can paint my nails for me." I asked Rumi if I could paint her nails as well and she said "Of course, you can." We chose what color we wanted on our nails. Rumi chose dark purple & I chose yellow.

Tuxedos: What do you two wear to formal events?

We would both wear black suit blazer, a white shirt & a black dress pants.

Fluffy Socks: Is their a difference between your f/o's normal outfit and casual wear?

Yes, their is a difference between her hero costume & her casual wear. She loves wearing active clothing & any clothing that is fluffy.

Rings: Have you or your f/o given eachother clothing? What was it?

Yes, Rumi gave me a pair long leggings & I gave Rumi a sleeveless active top.

Hoodies: What is your favorite outfit or clothing item that your f/o wears?

My favorite clothing item Rumi wears is her thick white gloves on her hands with long cuffs, sporting small triangular protrusions around the edges.

[yellowocaballero]

skgk u Naruto dweeb

Sure I'll fucking post the first scene don't fucking test me. It bangs and one should never be ashamed of the things that bang. You're never getting that PJO fic at this rate.

First scene of a fic that bangs under the cut. There's an actual premise for the fic but I think it's funner if that's not obvious.

“Hey, kid. Wanna join a gang?”

Sakura halted, kunai half-buried in the hard packed dirt. She looked upwards, blinking owlishly. 

Obito didn’t have to fight the urge to sweat, because he was partly wood and wasn’t capable of it. The desire persisted. Sakura blinked at him.

He was being ridiculous. The girl couldn’t level mountains with a punch or stop hearts with a touch. She wasn’t head of a hospital and inventor of a dozen medical techniques. She wasn’t even married. Not even to idiots. This was a whole-ass civilian child. She could barely stick a leaf to her abnormally large forehead.

“What kind of gang?” Sakura paused a beat. “I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.”

“I’m not a stranger, I’m a ninja. That’s trustworthy.” Ninjas were pretty famous for being trustworthy, straightforward people. Granted, there was an outlier that should not be counted. “And it’s a fun gang. With…uh, candy.”

Sakura narrowed her eyes. “Where’s your headband?”

“Laundry day.”

Sakura applied every ounce of her genius intellect towards considering this. Obito carefully crouched down across from her, looking down at the small and crumbling hole she’d created. Wasn’t she a bit too old to dig in the dirt for fun? 

Finally, she said, “Sorry, Suspicious Ninja-san. I have school, homework, and chores. And a class project due next week. I have no time in my schedule for a gang.”

“Not even if it’s a really good one?” Obito wheedled.

Sakura shook her head solemnly.

Obito sighed dramatically, poking a gloved finger into the small hole. He allowed Sakura to smack his finger away with the kunai, ignoring her glare. It was super cute and potentially deadly. “So you’re too busy learning away, huh? Guess you’re just another kid with no intellectual curiosity. If you’re perfectly happy with the normal classes, I guess you don’t need advanced ones…”

Obviously, that got her attention. Obito knew full well that classes weren’t challenging her. Acing all of them across the board was a point of pride, but she knew that she wasn’t reaching her potential. She wanted to ace more difficult exams, which was more pride, and continue onwards towards higher difficulty in her quest for self-esteem. She searched unceasingly for the most difficult questions so she could experience the vain victory of knowing she was better than everybody else. Gifted kids. They were all the same.

“Is your gang a class?” Sakura demanded. “Is it special tutoring? Like the clan kids get?”

Ah. And maybe she wanted to do the impossible just to be as good as everybody else. That had always been the life of Sakura Haruno.

“It’s a group of people bound together by a shared dream,” Obito said mysteriously. Sakura’s eyes widened. “Yeah, we teach each other things. Special secret techniques that only we know. Here, I’ll show you one.” He looked down at the hole, brushing away stray rocks. “You weren’t using this hole for anything, right?”

“I was digging for worms,” Sakura said, frank and even. Somehow, her little dress didn’t have a speck of mud on it. 

“Cool. Uh, why?”

“They have really simple chakra networks.”

“Sorry I asked.” Obito dug his finger a little deeper into the hole, forming a small cavity, before raising his hand and cupping it over the hole. “Watch carefully. A true ninja looks underneath the underneath.”

Anybody looking from a distance - anybody from ANBU to nosy mothers - would have assumed he dug into the hole and pulled it out. But Sakura, ear to the ground and big green eyes fixed on the magic underneath Obito’s hand, saw it clearly.

A wisp of green pushed through the bottom of the hole. It slowly rose upwards, leaves growing and unfurling, as it reached the top of the hole and continued to grow. Petals budded at the top of the plant and unfurled, spreading pink. Spring passed in an instant, and in a slight of hand Obito pulled the plant up by the stem and pretended it had been there all along.

It was a camilla, petals dyed as pink as Sakura’s hair. Obito ceremoniously presented it to her. She was almost unable to take it: she was stupified, surprised stiff. She knew exactly what she had just seen.

She mouthed three syllables to herself: Mokuton. Obito smiled slyly. 

Sakura finally took the flower, inspecting it closely. Somewhat critically, she said, “Camillas don’t come in pink.”

“I thought I’d cater to my audience.” Obito leaned in, and Sakura ducked her head to match him. “I can teach you how to do it.”

Sakura’s eyes narrowed, twirling the flower between her finger and thumb. “It’s a kekkai genkai. You can’t teach kekkai genkais. And nobody would, anyway.”

“I would. I’m even offering.”

“Who are you?”

“Guy who wants to put together a gang. With fun and candy.”

Sakura’s eyes narrowed further into slits. “You said the gang already existed.”

“Let’s just say that we’re getting the gang back together for the very first time.”

“Why would we say that?”

She had not warned him that it would be this difficult. Obito remembered little girls as being way more pliable than this. But most little girls would have run away from strangers offering free rides, so maybe Sakura was more gullible than most. Or more susceptible to temptation. But every great ninja was.

“Flowers have simple chakra systems too.” Obito put his hand over the pit again. “Feel for my chakra this time. Earth and water. Watch what I do.”

He made a small sapling this time, which was far simpler and straightforward than creating a flower that didn’t exist. Sakura watched him carefully, eyes closed shut, and when he finished she reached in and ripped out the sapling herself. She studied the sapling carefully before sticking it in her mouth, running her tongue over the leaves and stem. Then she spat it out, brushing dirt over the plant as if burying a body and placing her hand over the hole.

Sakura screwed her eyes shut and lay there for a long time. Obito’s mind was almost spiraling into megalomania again before she began drawing her hand up. She made several small motions with her fingers, almost pinching, and Obito watched in marked interest as a small sapling rose from the soil. It only grew an inch out of the soil, and it was nothing more than a sprout, but so was Sakura. 

When she opened her eyes and saw what she had made - when she realized that the no-name and do-nothing girl could create a mokuton as mighty as the god’s - Obito knew that he had hooked her.

Obito smiled at her, stiff and unyielding. “I have a dream. I’m dreaming of a world filled with meadows of beautiful flowers and forests of the tallest trees. You could help me create this dream, Sakura. I can teach you some of it, but you’ll have to make it the rest of the way on your own.”

The sapling sat in Sakura’s palm, and Obito knew that she found it far more beautiful than any flower. When she spoke, she stared at the sapling. “How?”

“Well…” Obito scratched at the back of his neck, laughing slightly. “How do you feel about crime?”

“Crime?!”

In the end, he had to kidnap her a bit. Technically he could have kidnapped her from the beginning, but a little work now saved a lot of work later. She complained a lot at first about her ‘family’ and ‘school’ and ‘desertion’, but she got over all of that predictably quickly. Her village did too: a disappearing child was not noteworthy in Konoha. Worst case scenario they’d accidentally stir up some ‘but I thought you kidnapped her for your child army’ situations.

Obito would create a heaven on earth, come hell or high water. Anybody who got in his way would die, from the lowliest Suna ninja to the Hokage himself. That was what it meant to be an optimist. And this little girl would be key to it all.

[multi-lefaiye]

It's your turn on the STS 🫵🏿 what kinda clothes would Eden wear in the modern day? And his family members for that matter

answering this well over a week late bc the concept of time is nothing to me.

ANYWAY thank you for this ask!!! this is what made me realize that i haven't actually put a lot of thought into what eden's family members wear, either in canon or in a more modern au. and i've drawn modern/human eden before, but i didn't really do anything special for him and just kinda put him in his usual outfit with a few tweaks.

so i'm gonna take this as an opportunity to briefly describe how eden and his family members prefer to dress, and share some images to show how that would translate to a modern au.

gonna go under the cut in case this gets long!

eden:

tends to dress nicely and professionally, but also in clothes that don't restrict his movement too much. in canon, his clothes are modified to accommodate his more infernal features, such as his tail and horns.

gravitates towards specific color schemes. he likes wearing a lot of red and black, with gold or white accents. yes, he knows he's edgy. this is on purpose.

also likes to dress a little cunty. big fan of knee-high boots and long coats.

i've drawn him in the past mainly with western style belts with buckles, but i think he'd like some kind of rope or tie belt.

hypothetical modern eden style vibes:

he'd also still accessorize with a pair of gloves and a necklace with his mother's wedding ring. and also i think modern eden uses glasses, a pair of forearm crutches, and a cane as needed.

michael:

especially as an adult, michael is a very active and outdoorsy type. he's not the type to sit in place and let the world pass him by--he wants to be out in it, living and breathing fresh air and working with his hands. i think, in a modern au, he'd really gravitate towards outdoorsy gear, maybe athleisure type shit.

lots of loose, comfortable clothing when he's just going about his day casually, nice sneakers and running shoes, and then when he's actually out in nature more heavy-duty hiking gear.

unlike eden, michael doesn't gravitate towards any one color scheme, nor is he trying to look cunty. he takes pride in his appearance, sure, and wants to look nice, but the vibes are different.

that being said, i think he'd wear a lot of greys and neutral tones. he likes bright colors, but he doesn't have a lot of confidence in wearing them. at most, i can see him rocking some camouflage patterned shit.

anyway, modern michael style vibes, from the kind of athleisure i think he'd like to more actual outdoorsy clothing:

in terms of accessories, michael wears a lot of hats, and he has a watch from his father he wears rather often.

hannah:

i have drawn hannah exactly once, and that design is very outdated, but the outfit i drew her in then is still pretty close to how i still imagine she dresses: lots of colors, with occasional frills and lace. she's a big fan of patterns, especially floral ones, all of which translates to a modern au well enough, i think.

hannah is not an enjoyer of dark, neutral colors.

i'm a bit torn on whether or not she'd prefer skirts or pants, so y'know what! both! both is good. when dressing up to go somewhere, hannah prefers dresses, and she has a specific off-the-shoulder purple dress with lace trim that she's very fond of. on a daily basis, though, especially once she has kids, she tends more towards high-waisted pants and blouses.

eden gets a lot of his cunty fashion sense from her--while i don't think she's one for knee-high boots or flowing overcoats, she's got multiple pairs of killer heels.

she also would rather frequently wear headwraps, headbands, and scarves, and once again prefers bright colors and patterns. what can i say! she's a woman who loves to dress brightly, if that makes sense.

hannah general style vibes:

(the first one is off because i do not think hannah would wear black, but that's the style of blouse she'd like. and bonus points for her looking a lot like i imagine modern/human hannah, just with lighter skin than hannah actually has.)

abdiel:

in all universes, abdiel is a suit enjoyer. he dresses in a lot of formal, dark clothing, and even when in a more casual setting that's what he prefers. the day he goes without at LEAST a dress shirt is the day he dies.

honestly, i don't think abdiel's fashion would be particularly interesting most of the time. but he would wear some damn nice suits. this applies to both canon and any modern au. he can get a little cunty with it, i'll allow it.

like eden, abdiel tends to wear certain color schemes, but he's nowhere near as specific as eden is, lmao. but abdiel is a big enjoyer of blue and purple.

not much for accessorizing, but he has a small collection of floral ties that he wears on rare occasions, all gifts from hannah to try and add a bit of color to his wardrobe.

like i said, though, he doesn't wear them much. they're gifts from hannah, and so he loves them, but they don't usually match his suits that well.

modern abdiel style vibes:

he definitely would wear those sock garter things

[alinalioness]

Background of the FNAF Chapter 9:People who will later become friends.

The next morning.

In the main hall of animatronics, except from the first part, they talked about the disappearance and appearance of people.

Mr. Hippo:Say that people saw someone who was unbalanced disappear and return to balanced.

Toy Freddy:Yes, while playing golf, we asked the man who met Freddie. He said that at first 12 people disappeared, if in more detail 6 men and 6 women, and then two teenagers.

Toy Bonnie:And they also talked about some kind of theater. That at first it was abandoned, and then they started going there.

Glam-rock Freddy:Clearly the city itself is mysterious.

Later, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy come out of the hall with rooms, who decided to walk around the city together.

Freddy:Good morning, guys.

The rest of the animatronics:Good morning.

Bonnie:Has anything new appeared?

Toy Freddy:No, but we are just discussing that 2 teenagers somehow disappeared in this city and returned but balanced.

Foxy:Hmm, is there no villainy here? Otherwise we can move again.

Rockstar Freddy:No, these are the same people, their characters have just changed.

Freddy:It's clear. In general, the four of us decided to take a walk around the city. If you see a person asking for a birthday, talk to them yourself.

The rest of the animatronics:Okay.

They anointed each other and the four of them left the pizzeria. While they were walking near another part of the road where there was a fountain and a basketball court, Freddy thought about the man.

Freddy:Do you know? When we built a large pizzeria, I wanted a human friend.

Bonnie, Chica and Foxy:A human friend?

Bonnie:And what? I would also have a human friend to visit us when I'm not too busy.

Chica:Me too.

Foxy:So am I. Fredbear wouldn't mind it if it wasn't broken.

Freddy:I'll agree with that. How is he without us there?

Chica:(She saw something) Wow, watch the kids dance.

Freddy, Bonnie and Foxy:Wow.

On the other side of the road, where there is a fountain, 4 children were dancing. But we'll talk about two of them 😎.

One was a boy with fair skin, golden spiky hair and blue eyes. He had a blue patterned headband on his head. He was wearing a white shirt with a red three-button vest, black pants and blue-black sneakers.

The other was a fair-skinned girl with blonde hair with two ponytails. She was wearing a denim jacket, inside a red, pink T-shirt, black pants with green patterns and red sneakers. Her eyes were green and she had heart-shaped earrings in her ears.

These two danced breakdancing with the others.

Bonnie:They dance very well, I couldn't do it myself.

Foxy:Well, we are animatronics, and we are not capable of this.

Freddy:They have good talent anyway. Even if there was a child friend, we would have fun.

They continued walking through the city until they decided to look at the bulletin board.

Bonnie:(He noticed the poster "Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria") See our poster. (He noticed another poster with a picture of a white top hat with a red headband) Balan Wonderworld... the unusual name of the theater.

Chica:It still feels like the city already has a lot of unusual things.

Freddy:It is clear that the word "Balan" may be someone's name, but the world of miracles is a mystery.

Foxy:(He noticed someone) Just look at this unusual company.

Four animatronics looked at 12 people (Yea😎😎). Note:There will be more headcannons about their ages here.

The first was a farmer who was 32 years old. He wore a straw hat, had no hair, and had blue eyes. He was wearing a red shirt, denim pants with a pocket and brown shoes. He was wearing brown gloves in his hands.

The second was a purple-haired girl with red glasses, about 15 years old. She was wearing a white, red striped T-shirt and a dark purple jacket. She was wearing green shorts, white and red socks and purple sneakers. Her eyes were the color of brown.

The third was a girl about 17 years old. Her hair was brown with a ponytail and she had brown eyes with yellow eyelids. She was wearing a wetsuit, although she is not busy right now, and shoes with the colors gray, navy blue, blue and yellow.

The fourth was a boy about 15 years old. His hair was green, his eyes were brown and he wore pilot glasses. He was wearing a white hooded turtleneck and an orange sleeveless vest, green pants and white, orange sneakers.

The fifth was a black woman about 34 years old. Her hair was purple, gathered in a green headband with yellow and orange triangles and had blue eyes. She was wearing a light green T-shirt with orange and yellow triangles. She had jeans, brown sneakers and earrings on her ears.

The sixth was a dark-skinned firefighter with no hair and about 36 years old. His eyes were gray, the firefighter's clothes were gray and he wore black shoes.

The seventh was a young, ten-year-old girl with emerald eyes. Her short hair was also emerald and she had a red bow on her head. She wore a red, brown and white dress, brown tights and boots.

The eighth was a green-haired man about 18 years old with blue eyes. He wore a red and white clown costume. He had yellow gloves, dark red clown pants with shoes with yellow pompoms.

The ninth was a man with dark skin, about 37 years old. He had purple hair, turquoise eyes and had a protruding nose. He was wearing a yellow shirt, a grey jacket, a red tie, a black belt with grey trousers and brown shoes.

The tenth was a large woman about 35 years old. Her hair was crimson in a ponytail and she had red eyes. She wore a green dress with an artistic apron and emerald shoes.

The eleventh was a young girl of 18 years old. Her hair was blue in color and covered one eye, which was turquoise. She was wearing a grey T-shirt, a pink hooded jacket, blue shorts and purple sneakers. One of the fingers was wearing a ring.

And finally, the last one was an old man about 60 years old. He wore a dark gray hat, had light and dark gray hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a purple coat, grey trousers and brown shoes. He carried a brown cane on one hand.

Animatronics came up unnoticed to take a closer look at them. They hid behind the house.

Freddy:An unusual company.

Bonnie:Just like us, only there are more of us.

Suddenly, he accidentally fell on a trash can, which is why 12 people heard it. The animatronics immediately hid so as not to scare them and the people themselves noticed that no one was there.

Purple-haired man:Looks like we need to go somewhere else. What if it's some kind of enemy?

Twelve people left, and animatronics watched them as they left. They continued walking anyway, until they decided to stop by the beach and sat down on a bench.

Freddy:The city is really peaceful, like ours probably is. I hope that bad things won't force us to move somewhere.

Bonnie:If there was a Fredbear, he would also perform with us, even though it's time for the old to retire.

Freddy:Yes, but our lives are still getting better than when we met William. * But I'm wondering what's going to happen next*.

No matter how calm it sounds, after 2 days they were waiting for what they expected the most... meeting with the same people they saw during the problems.

To be continued...

[cacklingblobbittyrabbitty]

super super unhinged rainbow magic post 9 of 12

If you thought the creation of an entire backstory for Bethany the Ballet Fairy was extreme please brace yourself further it’s gonna get EVEN BETTER

SPORTS FAIRIES

Helena

She do be riding horses doe - she’s doing the dressage babey and she’s a successful medal winner!

This is top quality shit man

Favourite part: sparkly boots!!!

Least favourite part: kill me the necklaces are back

Cute hairnet tho we love some safety!

Francesca

First braids! Whoop whoop! However some of the beads are not attached to her braids lmao

I want the hair to be a darker brown colour as well tbh

Necklace ew murder murder death death death

Shoes don’t match her outfit and it HURTS

Apart from that the outfit is basic but cute (crop makes it cute)

Pulls off the knee-high footie socks surprisingly well

HEADCANONS:

Dynamic attacker (not defender thank you very much), she kisses her girlfriend on the field, and she plays for brazil

Zoe

YESSSSSSS THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL DYNAMIC

Why is her left skate so fat has she broken + taped her ankle? This is canon now that she has, bitch has broken EVERY bone possible

The fingerless gloves are INCREDIBLE

I’m glad about the lack of elbow guards because they would reduce the pointiness of her elbows which are the single most effective murder weapon in fairyland

I love the stars! It’s so 80s and cheesy and I love them!

Why is her necklace a roller skate wheel though (rolls eyes)

Dyed hair?? A queen

A great red

She dyed it to match her skates!

COMMITTED TO HER SPORT also she has a trophy wall plus she roller-derby-murders women in her spare time and she’s happy about it

HEADCANONS:

Naomi - there is no netball in the united states (there is no war in ba sing se)

Can’t believe that this girl has bunches, ribbons AND a headband!!! It’s overkill imo

The necklace is a decent size but AS PER FUCKIN USUAL would be better if not there

Trainers are cute

It’s a netball outfit! At least it’s cuter than my high school netball outfits, but that’s because it’s a middle-class-ass netball outfit but I do like the peppiness

Strong use of colour! Thumbs up!

Trans girl that secretly wants to be a horse girl (gasp but like fair enough horses are objectively cooler than netball, even though she plays for the school team)

Hey you definitely Do Not Remember Bethany the Ballet Fairy’s chin shape but Naomi has the same one which means SHE IS BETHANY’S LITTLE SISTER

HEADCANONS:

Samantha (swimming)

The grey streaks are perplexing cos surely she’s not Old but honestly she is kinda rocking it, I love the hair but you Know it’s full of salt at all times

The use of goggles as a headband is decently cute!

Why does it have to be a two-piece if it’s going to cover the same amount of torso as a one-piece? I guess it makes going to the loo easy tho tbf

Very 2000s design omg

Fucking skirt could be cute but you can tell it feels so horribly artifical

Anklet is cute!

Barefoot QUEEN in tune with nature

Mum friend - she is the sunscreen queen, she has an straw beach bag entirely full of snacks, and she is so nice and chill   

She is not a professional swimmer AT ALL, she just goes to the swimming pool at the resort every year

Possibly the only straight fairy (experimented once with a girl but mainly likes men)

She knows breaststroke and doggy paddle and she thinks doggy paddle is a stroke

Everyone else is super fucking stressed out at the pool doing like actual lengths and exercise and Samantha is like do you want to come and do backflips with me in the deep end?

HEADCANONS:

Alice

The swirls are so cute! She definitely embroidered them herself

I want it to be a dress with a slightly higher waistline instead of a top with an overly long torso

Great job on a matching tennis racket that goes with your accessories - she painted it, DIY queen

Hair is BEAUTIFUL

Shoes are from the year 3000 omg so modernnnnn

The lil visor thing! Adorable! SO iconic

Alice is Naomi’s twin sister and Bethany’s younger sister, and she’s a massive girly girl. She’s the youngest child in the family, there’s not much pressure on her so she’s a chill kid. She’s cis and she’s a massive ally. Alice is absolutely the most likely out of everyone to go to the swimming pool with Samantha - Bethany never comes with her but 50% of the time Alice can get Naomi to come and hang out at the pool

Gemma

RHYTHMIC GYMNASTICS REPRESENTATION BABEY with the HOOPS and the RIBBON hell YEAH she definitely competes internationally

Outfit is bloody beautiful and it MATCHES HER HOOP

The yellow leggings are stupid but I like them

Her hair is in competition mode rn it is a good SOLID bun - the ribbon is for aesthetic only

Colour scheme showing support for Ukraine

Necklace is NOT gymnastics worthy full stop

[thefamilyeldritchabomination]

The Wayfarer: Halloween Special Pt. 1

(This was something I had wanted to do since starting the fan fiction almost a year ago and wanted to do this as a special thank you for everyone who has been enjoying the story so far. I will warn there are some mild spoilers as to how things will go in the story. With that out of the way, I hope everyone enjoys the Halloween Special!)

It was a cold Halloween in Walden of 1989, pumpkins outside were frosted with fresh snow as they glowed softly in the pale night sky. The proud Mancer household was dressed from head to toe in Halloween decorations of paper skeletons and cats with eyes a glow with mischief as the smell of caramel being warmed lingered in the air. The homunculi, Dolly, the horrible clay assholes, and an aged Freddy were looking after the family four year old as horror movies played on the television to fit the mood. It was clear that the humans spawned in the Mancer family bloodline were considerably more feral than the adults were, thus the four year old was having her own little Halloween party at home. Envy glared from their spot on the couch at the elderly Freddy. How dare this asshole end up aging into looking like an awesome wizard was one of the things that ran through Envy’s mind as they fixed their overly fancy vampire top hat for the night. Freddy was, in short, nineties and thriving at this point with no clear indications of him passing away any time soon as Freddy smugly rocked in his chair. Envy got up from the couch, straightening up their costume, and decided to go to the kitchen to bother Dolly and her horrible lions. 

 The kitchen was busy with caramel apples being dipped and popcorn balls being rolled up as the dread monstrous creature called a four year old was attempting to snatch a piece of caramel on the table. It had been Tanya’s idea to host a Halloween party at the grand old household since her grandchild wouldn’t be allowed to trick or treat just yet given some past issues. Ernest and Dorian, being the horrible creatures they were, started injecting the apples with the chocolate blood sauce. Clearly those two were still trying to give Freddy a good scare in hopes one of them would make the screeching wonder pass out. Dolly couldn’t help but shake her head at this as she took the latex gloves off after finishing making the popcorn balls. Like the others, Dolly was dressed as a vampire for the occasion with a Victorian looking, knee length black dress she normally wouldn’t have worn had it not been the advent of the lint roller. Perched upon Dolly’s head was a headband with little vampire wings on top. Envy, couldn’t help but smirk as they took up a seat at the kitchen table to be a giant pest. Halloween was, afterall, a season to cause as much mischief as possible and make some certain people miserable in the process like the Face Fur, Freddy. Clearly, Envy had to make the indestructible old man suffer in some way for still continuing to exist and looking awesome while doing so. Dolly took a chance to glance to notice Envy was now in the kitchen with her, the clay lions, and the four year old that decided licking the window was an excellent way to pass time. 

 “Wayfarer, did you get tired of being around Freddy?” Dolly asked as she placed the plate of popcorn balls ready for decorations.

 “It was sickening to look at him rocking in his chair so smugly there, Fairytale.” Envy admitted as they shrugged, they truly hoped to have had one night without Freddy around. “Well then, you’re welcome to help decorate the popcorn balls with me. I don’t think little Carmilla is much interested in helping out with that part.” Dolly gestured a bit towards the feral child by the window.

 “I swear, that kid is more feral than her grandmother was at that age.” Envy raised an eyebrow as the feral child continued to prove that Freddy was the more reasonable child at that age.

 “Carmilla will hopefully mellow out by the time she’s six, then she can officially go trick or treating without being a terror towards the other kids.” Dolly went to get the ice box image cookies from the fridge to bake next.

 “Don’t you think you’re being a bit optimistic there? Carmillia’s parents are still paying off the settlement suit after Carmilla’s little debut with physical assault on the other kid with a pencil.” Envy gave Dolly a look as Carmilla continued the disgusting slurping of the glass.

 “Okay that’s fair, she did leave a chunk of graphite still embedded in that kid’s upper thigh over a toy.” Dolly paused for a short moment to reflect on just how violent this young child was already before getting the cake pan.

 “Exactly, Carmilla will likely be able to go trick or treating at like twelve given what she’s been doing.” Envy caught wind of the slurping meatbag larva by the window as they carefully redirect Dolly’s eyes to the scene.

 “...Damn it, Carmilla, stop licking the window or your tongue will get stuck in there!” Dolly stopped what she was doing as she watched the child for what actions would be taken next.

 Carmilla gave a soured pout at being told no as she attempted to remove her tongue to the window to only find out that it indeed had gotten stuck. There was a sigh from Dolly as she went to rescue little Carmilla, the violent one from the window. Envy was laughing from their little throne in the kitchen as Dolly had to carefully pry Carmilla’s tongue from the prison known as freezing glass. The very moment the little terror was freed from her glass based prison, Little Carmilla ran screeching out of the kitchen, likely to follow Envy’s lead of tormenting her great granduncle to bits. With the distraction taken care of, Dolly went to wash her hands and then get the latex gloves back on so she could slice the cookie dough. Envy went back to loafing about in the kitchen, their horrid little ears trained for the ruckus that would likely erupt from the other room with glee. At least there would be one amusing thing for Envy to enjoy after being subjected to having to do a Halloween party for a mutant half pint. They just needed something, anything, to spice up Halloween night with and damn it, Envy was going to do just that. It truly didn’t take too long for Envy to cook up something in their mind and it’d be easy enough to confirm to make this little stunt work smoothly. Ernest and Dorian looked up from their handicraft of bleeding apples to notice that look on Envy’’s face before knowing they too wanted in on this.

 Envy, being the monarch of all bad role models, led Ernest and Dorian into the other room, leaving Dolly much confused by this. Of course, Dolly had to see what the resident eternal booger was up to, and began to follow Envy out to see what’ll happen. It didn’t help the situation when Carmilla pounced on the about ready to fall asleep Freddy in his own rocking chair, earning a gasp and a wheeze from the impact. Gluttony looked up from watching the horror movie marathon on the tv, dressed like a vampire too to fit in with the group theme upon hearing the wheezing fit from Freddy. Envy was laughing their little ass right off over the stunt Carmilla pulled right in front of them. It was Lust who came to the elderly Freddy’s aid as she carefully picked up the monstrous child. It was clear on Lust’s face that she was going to place Carmilla in time out for that stunt, much to Envy’s distress. 

 “Come on Lust, you don’t have to place Carmilla in time out, do you?” Envy asked, trying to hide their true motive.

 “Envy, I don’t care if you dislike Freddy, but Carmilla will have to go into time out for it. She could’ve seriously harmed Freddy given his age.” Lust looked over Envy very carefully given that tend to avoid this particular child the most.

 “But it’s Halloween Lust, it’s the time to pull pranks.” Envy protested on Carmilla’s behalf who was kicking about and making inhumane sounds for a small child. 

 “Envy, that wasn’t a prank, that was literal harm to an aged Freddy. Carmilla will have to take time out.” Lust stayed very firm with her decision as she wondered just what Envy was up to this time. 

 “Fine then let me take her to time out instead!” Envy relented, though still determined to implement their own Halloween misdeed. “...I’m going to have to monitor you if that’s the case. Last time I let you do that, you tried to steal from her parents’ luggage.” Lust’s gut was crying out at the suspicious behavior from Envy as they made grabby hands for the human version of a troll. 

 “I can’t help it if they don’t compensate us for the trouble this booger gets into.” Envy admitted since Carmilla was a handful monster child.

 “My point exactly.” Lust still wasn’t going to let Envy take Carmilla to time out by themself given that past incident.

 “I’m still taking Face Fur Jr. to time out.” Envy snatched up the flailing bratty child, their mind made up on the action.

 “Not without…god damn it Envy!” Lust was annoyed when Envy just ran off with Carmilla the Terrible, not giving Lust a chance to monitor them.

 “Am I going to have to be concerned with the aftermath?” Dolly asked as she just watched this scene unfold and was not even sure how to react to this.

[impeccablebackside]

Not sure if you have answered this before but you think the Queens like dressing up for Christmas? Sexy elfs or reindeer or Santa and some special mistletoe placements

I have not answered the first part of your ask anon, aside from a generalized talk about how much I absolutely adore cosplay. Dressing up for Christmas is a good thought for sure, even if I personally quite dislike essentially any and all holidays. Cannot have enough of the queens in any costume in my opinion.

Mistletoe has once had its time on the blog, but it was much more of a tame chat. If you are looking for something a bit more involved, I can certainly elaborate so just say the word.

As an aside, I will honest and say that I do not think Christmas is even a thing in the junkyard. Any knowledge of it would come from queens (and toms) who have owners that celebrate.

Anyway, this post will focus on queens dressing up regardless of likelihood. Always good thoughts with costumes.

Victoria (maybe this is a bit self-serving) dresses up as an angel. White below knee thin socks / stockings with little bows on the front, a white dress with a slightly frilly skirt, and legitimate (what would be) anatomically correct sized pure white feathered wings. A true vision of heavenly radiance all around. It is how Plato basically sees her, and when she showed him the first time, he had thought he finally bit the big one and was being welcomed into the Heaviside Layer. Even better was with him bending her over and fucking her until they both saw the Everlasting Cat. While anything else Vic dresses up as is hot as shit, her as an angel is something that Plato has only even dreamt of as a fantasy of sorts. Seeing it in real life was like seeing her true form for him - a.k.a. really really hot.

Rumple generally lacks the patience for clothing over and above her song costume (which y’know is hot as hell), but she makes an exception once a year in the least personally hedonistic, yet still fulfilling way, possible. Her and Mungo dress up in feline Santa costumes (which they stole) and go around the junkyard and elsewhere delivering gifts (which they stole from humans) to all of the kittens and cats they can find. Sometimes they bestow greater gifts to certain cats, and if a certain white cat is glittering with a new jeweled collar, what's the harm if someone out there is missing it?

Tanto does not really dress up as anything because she fails to understand the idealism of both the religious aspects and material aspects related to the holiday. Even though she is well aware that it gives joy to others, she prefers the quiet contemplation in her den when there are festivities. Although, she can be coerced into donning a pair of goofy antlers because it makes Rumple happy.

Cass, in private, will dress up as a reindeer, but not in any specific costume. She employs a leather ponyplay harness that has straps (and bells) that go across her whole body, but most importantly, has straps that go across her face above her nose, around her eyes, and around her chin. It is as similar to a realistic hybrid between a human and animal harness that could be possible. If she wants, she can also have a included collared strap with a bite gag. It is a very sensual and erotic look for her, and only those privileged enough are allowed a ride.

Bomba will dress up as a sexy Ms. Clause, complete with a shorter-it-should-be dress that shows off her legs and little Santa hat clipped to her headfur. Imagine the most stereotypical sexy Christmas costume and that is basically it. She does not need more, and will rock the shit out of it. When she gets bored, she will swap it for a sexy reindeer 'costume' that is basically a headband with antlers and black gloves / socks while walking on all fours.

Deme does not really get into much a holiday spirit, but will wear a Santa hat around because it gives a bit of extra cheer to those around her. Nothing sexy, as she finds the conflation of holiday and sex to be more off-putting than exciting.

Jenny dresses up in a Santa costume and 'bakes' treats / food for everyone. Much like she would normally do, just with a bit of flair. She also gifts practical presents to the kittens (that were not stolen). If she is in a more giving mood, she allows her partners to cum once a year and empty their big sac while fucking her in costume.

Jelly dresses up like an elf and aids Jenny in spreading good cheer around the junkyard. She does not look particularly hot as an elf though, so it does not go anywhere further.

[yellowocaballero]

I always write the full story and do a bit of edits before I publish, which I plan on doing very soon! Here's a snippet, though:

“Hey, kid. Wanna join a gang?”

Sakura halted, kunai half-buried in the hard packed dirt. She looked upwards, blinking owlishly. 

Obito didn’t have to fight the urge to sweat, because he was partly wood and wasn’t capable of it. The desire persisted. Sakura blinked at him.

He was being ridiculous. The girl couldn’t level mountains with a punch or stop hearts with a touch. She wasn’t head of a hospital and inventor of a dozen medical techniques. She wasn’t even married. Not even to idiots. This was a whole-ass civilian child. She could barely stick a leaf to her abnormally large forehead.

“What kind of gang?” Sakura paused a beat. “I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.”

“I’m not a stranger, I’m a ninja. That’s trustworthy.” Ninjas were pretty famous for being trustworthy, straightforward people. Granted, there was an outlier that should not be counted. “And it’s a fun gang. With…uh, candy.”

Sakura narrowed her eyes. “Where’s your headband?”

“Laundry day.”

Sakura applied every ounce of her genius intellect towards considering this. Obito carefully crouched down across from her, looking down at the small and crumbling hole she’d created. Wasn’t she a bit too old to dig in the dirt for fun? 

Finally, she said, “Sorry, Suspicious Ninja-san. I have school, homework, and chores. And a class project due next week. I have no time in my schedule for a gang.”

“Not even if it’s a really good one?” Obito wheedled.

Sakura shook her head solemnly.

Obito sighed dramatically, poking a gloved finger into the small hole. He allowed Sakura to smack his finger away with the kunai, ignoring her glare. It was super cute and potentially deadly. “So you’re too busy learning away, huh? Guess you’re just another kid with no intellectual curiosity. If you’re perfectly happy with the normal classes, I guess you don’t need advanced ones…”

Obviously, that got her attention. Obito knew full well that classes weren’t challenging her. Acing all of them across the board was a point of pride, but she knew that she wasn’t reaching her potential. She wanted to ace more difficult exams, which was more pride, and continue onwards towards higher difficulty in her quest for self-esteem. She searched unceasingly for the most difficult questions so she could experience the vain victory of knowing she was better than everybody else. Gifted kids. They were all the same.

“Is your gang a class?” Sakura demanded. “Is it special tutoring? Like the clan kids get?”

Ah. And maybe she wanted to do the impossible just to be as good as everybody else. That had always been the life of Sakura Haruno.

“It’s a group of people bound together by a shared dream,” Obito said mysteriously. Sakura’s eyes widened. “Yeah, we teach each other things. Special secret techniques that only we know. Here, I’ll show you one.” He looked down at the hole, brushing away stray rocks. “You weren’t using this hole for anything, right?”

“I was digging for worms,” Sakura said, frank and even. Somehow, her little dress didn’t have a speck of mud on it. 

“Cool. Uh, why?”

“They have really simple chakra networks.”

“Sorry I asked.” Obito dug his finger a little deeper into the hole, forming a small cavity, before raising his hand and cupping it over the hole. “Watch carefully. A true ninja looks underneath the underneath.”

Anybody looking from a distance - anybody from ANBU to nosy mothers - would have assumed he dug into the hole and pulled it out. But Sakura, ear to the ground and big green eyes fixed on the magic underneath Obito’s hand, saw it clearly.

A wisp of green pushed through the bottom of the hole. It slowly rose upwards, leaves growing and unfurling, as it reached the top of the hole and continued to grow. Petals budded at the top of the plant and unfurled, spreading pink. Spring passed in an instant, and in a slight of hand Obito pulled the plant up by the stem and pretended it had been there all along.

It was a camilla, petals dyed as pink as Sakura’s hair. Obito ceremoniously presented it to her. She was almost unable to take it: she was stupified, surprised stiff. She knew exactly what she had just seen.

She mouthed three syllables to herself: Mokuton. Obito smiled slyly. 

Sakura finally took the flower, inspecting it closely. Somewhat critically, she said, “Camillas don’t come in pink.”

“I thought I’d cater to my audience.” Obito leaned in, and Sakura ducked her head to match him. “I can teach you how to do it.”

Sakura’s eyes narrowed, twirling the flower between her finger and thumb. “It’s a kekkai genkai. You can’t teach kekkai genkais. And nobody would, anyway.”

“I would. I’m even offering.”

“Who are you?”

“Guy who wants to put together a gang. With fun and candy.”

Sakura’s eyes narrowed further into slits. “You said the gang already existed.”

“Let’s just say that we’re getting the gang back together for the very first time.”

“Why would we say that?”

She had not warned him that it would be this difficult. Obito remembered little girls as being way more pliable than this. But most little girls would have run away from strangers offering free rides, so maybe Sakura was more gullible than most. Or more susceptible to temptation. But every great ninja was.

“Flowers have simple chakra systems too.” Obito put his hand over the pit again. “Feel for my chakra this time. Earth and water. Watch what I do.”

He made a small sapling this time, which was far simpler and straightforward than creating a flower that didn’t exist. Sakura watched him carefully, eyes closed shut, and when he finished she reached in and ripped out the sapling herself. She studied the sapling carefully before sticking it in her mouth, running her tongue over the leaves and stem. Then she spat it out, brushing dirt over the plant as if burying a body and placing her hand over the hole.

Sakura screwed her eyes shut and lay there for a long time. Obito’s mind almost started spiraling into megalomania again before she began drawing her hand up. She made several small motions with her fingers, almost pinching, and Obito watched in marked interest as a small sapling rose from the soil. It only grew an inch out of the soil, and it was nothing more than a sprout, but so was Sakura. 

When she opened her eyes and saw what she had made - when she realized that the no-name and do-nothing girl could create a Mokuton as mighty as the god’s - Obito knew that he had hooked her.

Obito smiled at her, stiff and unyielding. “I have a dream. I’m dreaming of a world filled with meadows of beautiful flowers and forests of the tallest trees. You could help me create this dream, Sakura. I can teach you some of it, but you’ll have to make it the rest of the way on your own.”

The sapling sat in Sakura’s palm, and Obito knew that she found it far more beautiful than any flower. When she spoke, she stared at the sapling. “How?”

“Well…” Obito scratched at the back of his neck, laughing slightly. “How do you feel about crime?”

“Crime?!”

In the end, he had to kidnap her a bit. Technically he could have kidnapped her from the beginning, but a little work now saved a lot of work later. She complained a lot at first about her ‘family’ and ‘school’ and ‘desertion’, but she got over all of that predictably quickly. Her village did too: a disappearing child was not noteworthy in Konoha. Worst case scenario they’d accidentally stir up some ‘but I thought you kidnapped her for your child army’ situations.

Obito would create a heaven on earth, come hell or high water. Anybody who got in his way would die, from the lowliest Suna ninja to the Hokage himself. That was what it meant to be an optimist. And this little girl would be key to it all.

The most important thing to remember while writing Obito is that he is a freak. You are legally obligated to have him say, think or do something that will make the reader go "hey obito what the fuck" every other paragraph. He is not allowed to be normal.

That goes double for any time he is anywhere near Kakashi, who is also a freak but in a different way, and who only makes Obito more insane

[charmixpower]

Ranking the girls's first transformation for fun!

1) Tecna 👩‍💻

This outfit is hideous and it's also the the best Tecna transformation. Period. Girl looks so fucking weird, as she should. The weird ass heels, the pointy hat, the unique wings? Everything about this look screams Tecna and its such a win for her. Honestly this form makes me mad at ever other Tecna transformation in the show. You started so strong with this look, I'm furious. Theirs just so much personality in this transformation that, even though I think it's ugly, I have to love it because it's so in character. The only thing I dislike about this outfit is the glove shirt thing...they just bother me.

2) Aisha 🏄‍♀️

Ok I loved this one as a child and I still love it now. Despite Aisha being the most sporty of the Winx, she never gave me tomboy vibes like Musa. She has distinct sporty feminine look to her that I simply adore. Musa would wear a beanie and oversized t-shirt, Aisha would not and that's really expressed by her outfit. It's a lot more practical than say Flora's or Bloom's but it's still cute and fun. I especially love the half skirt she has going on. She's still wearing shorts because she's probably been in enough altercations to know you can't fight in a skirt, but she really wants to wear a skirt anyways. Her outfit is cute and fun and very secure, with they way her sash is connected. That baby isn't moving. The only thing I would change is her wearing flats or small wedge heels. Mostly bc I think of all the Winx she'd keep her feet on the ground most often and she wouldn't risk her balance being fucked up by shoes, but they'd be really fancy flats. Lace up flats. I also love her arm bands. Aisha just rocks this look so well, she's looks so good.

3) Flora 💐

Flora's first form is classic Flora. It's cute, it's feminine, it gives huge flower child vibes. I wish the sleeves were connected to her dress in a off the shoulders style, and the chunkiness of the shoes clash a little bit, but it looks good. I especially love how there are a bunch of flowy bits, like yes, I can so see Flora adoring swishy parts of her outfits this is amazing.

4) Bloom 🐉

I like this outfit for the same reason it bothers me. It's boring, and I wish it was more boring. (In a character relevant way, not like stealing details, but like she's visually less dressy than the rest bc she just got here. In comparison) No seriously. Bloom's fairy transformation is probably be influenced by her story books, and fairys in children's books tend to dress very simply. I'm imagining Bloom subconsciously going "OOO FAIRY" about her transformation and her getting something that's simple and cute by itself but blanetly boring next to people who grew up in a culture full of fairies. It's a interesting bit of world building, makes her obviously an outsider and I think that's fun. Only thing that ruins this headcanon is Stella's outfit somehow being more boring, and I hate it. Like.. her outfit scrams "I just learned about this thing and I'm so excited" and I adore it. I hate the fact that she has a crown before the reveal, mostly bc no other royal character gets a crown so it just reads as main character-itus.

5) Stella ☀️🌙

There's nothing inherently wrong with this outfit, it's just less eye catching than most of the other girl's first form and that is a insult of the highest degree to Stella. The fact that Musa and Flora's outfits demand more attention then our shining sun is a sin, and I want a formally written apology. It's just kinda boring looking and I hate it. Why does STELLA a Princess have a HEADBAND and BLOOM some random girl on earth (as far as she knows) have a CROWN?! Also each girl has a main color, and a secondary color. I like that Stella's is orange and blue, and but LOATH how small the blue parts are. She is the fairy of the sun AND moon, acknowledge the moon part. The only saving grace of this outfit is the shorts and the change of hair style. Hyperfemme Stella wears shorts in her transformation and that's amazing. The fact that her fairy form is the most practical, and the fact that Stella is clearly the best and most well trained with combat magic specifically in the first season, before sharing this role with Aisha in the second season. That combined with Stella's style of pigtails being a very childish hair style for a seventeen year old, paints a really interesting picture of Stella's relationship to her magic.

6) Musa 🎶

Musa is when I first realized that only Stella got a hairstyle change and I got like incoherently annoyed about it. With the rest of the girls it's kind of understandable because their hair is just down, but with Musa is so blatant it hurts. They even made her hair longer when she changed her hair length. They did that on purpose!!! Put her hair in buns or literally anything for her transformation! Yes the pigtails look good but you don't need them in both her civilian style and her magic transformation. Once I noticed that tragedy, then I noticed that her top is also the same as her civilian outfit!!!!! Out of all the first transformations Musa's definitely reads as the laziest. Which is a fucking shame, bc Musa and her alternative style compared to the other girls could of given her a really unique transformation, but they didn't, so I'm annoyed about it. I like the mesh and the fact she has headphones on, that's it tho.

[yumpty-dumpty-inactive]

All right, resending my request for Amber having bad luck in the snow then. Buried with her butt sticking out, stuck in smowmen, head lodged in a tree, etc. :)

yumpty talks: hey love!! so this was going to be a lot longer, but something happened and tumblr ate the draft or something so I had to rewrite the whole thing tonight*sobs uncontrollably* it's 1:15 AM, and I'm trying my best jskdskd--

sorry for the wait on this, also I'm not very good at writing oneshots but I tried :')

I hope this is okay!!

@welovemonstergirls :>)

~warnings~: explosives, hand-holding, fluff, a few ass slaps, laughing

*_A SNOWY PREDICIMENT_*

Strolling casually in mushy snow, two humans held their calloused, gloved hands together, glancing around at the pleasant setting. Snow was floating down from the dim sky, landing ever so delicately upon the ragged branches of the Dragonspine pine trees.

Rays of sunlight were shining through the suffocating clouds that were drowning out the fun the sun always brought, the fun a certain little girl loved so much.

In front of the two, a small yet explosive girl was prancing around in the snow, yelling and cheering. Her tiny body had made a good-sized snowman, and she was currently placing acorns on it, claiming them to be buttons. Chuckling at the sight, a nearby brown-haired archer released her partner's hand, jogging her slim body over to the child's.

"Klee, how would you feel about trying sledding?" she spoke, fixing the scarf around her neck where it had begun to droop.

"Sure Miss Amber! Klee would love to!" The little girl picked up the nearby wooden sled as she began hopping up the small slope to their left, positioning the old sled in its ready position at the top.

Hiking up the slope, the cheery teenager took her seat on the sled, behind the light pink-haired child that had settled in the front. As the brown-haired female kicked her legs south, the creaky wooden sled slid swiftly and speedily down the soft snow, nearing the bottom of the mountain.

Leaning against a wet tree, someone sighed. Soft eyes fixated on the scene in front of them, their chapped and slightly purple lips curled upward, forming a small smile. Sure, they and Amber were only watching Klee upon Albedo's request, but this didn't feel like a request.

It felt like home.

Seeing their lover interact with children had always brought warmth to their heart, but this time it was different. This time, it was perfect.

Still admiring the scene before them, they failed to notice where the sled had been going. Their eyes widened as the sled neared a rock, but it was too late by the time they called out in worry of their lover and the child in front of her to do anything.

The impact sent Amber flying, while Klee just sorta sat there, her widened eyes following the path of the girl in front of her. Well, she wasn't really in front of her. Technically, she was flying in front of her.

Sorta.

Nearing a snowbank, both humans still on the ground internally winced as the girl landed head and (sorta) legs first into the bank.

Klonk.

Between her ass sticking out, her headband sticking out, and her cursing at the snowbank for making her cold, both of the people the remained grounded for life couldn't help but chuckle, for the sight itself was quite amusing.

As the pyro archer tried to make her escape, she failed to realize the snowbank was on another slope. It took roughly 4 seconds for her to realize that, before she began to fall once again, tumbling headfirst into Klee's snowman, and not far behind her were a few of her things including Baron Bunny 1.0, her headband, her hip pack, and also some acorns which found yet another rock.

Soon, the poor girl had separated her head from the snow, just before her headband plopped on her head. She looked up, but quickly regret it when her eyes were covered by the falling acorns.

The hard wooden pieces kept tumbling down her face like a waterfall, and she just sat there, trying to ignore the cackling that could be heard near her.

One after the other, the oak seeds tumbled onto her pale face, a few finding resting places on her eyes and mouth. Looking towards the pair that now were on their asses laughing, the usually smiling face of the Outrider turned into a deadpan.

"This is not funny," she spoke, spitting out acorns as she did so.

"YES IT IS!" the Spark Knight howled, wiping wet tears from her cheeks.

"Anyways, how about we try that again-"

Klonk.

Just as she spoke, her Baron Bunny came crashing down, landing right upon her head, grounding her.

Her hip pack was following the explosive, which landed right on top of it, setting it off which once again, sent the Outrider flying.

Twirling around in the air, she unfortunately, twirled herself headfirst into a tree, lodging her head into it.

Klonk.

This new predicament did not help Klee catch her breath, as a matter of fact, it actually made her lose more of it if at this point, was even possible.

Kicking her legs while screaming into the tree, Amber was certain that at this point, she would die from embarrassment or the lack of oxygen.

Now, if you could've sat there on the ground and kept laughing, you probably would've.

However

Amber kinda needed your help.

Well, Amber desperately needed your help.

Jogging over to the poor girl, you used your power of ANEMO to lift yourself up high enough so you could help her. Grabbing her by the ankles, you pulled, much to her surprise.

"H-Hey!! (Y-Y/N) what are you doing?"

Slap.

"SHUSH. I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU."

"WELL, YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO SLAP MY ASS!!"

"HOW ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO SHUT YOU UP?"

"...GOOD POINT."

"BARBATOS, HOW LODGED IN THIS TREE ARE YOU?"

"I DON'T KNOW! WHY DON'T YOU COME FIND OUT YOURSELF?!"

Slap.

"HEY!"

"SHUSH."

Pulling and pulling, you slowly got her more and more lose. It was not an easy effort, however, due to her complaining about how you kept hurting her. Thankfully you were able to shut her up every time with a good old slap to the ass, weren't you?

Of course you were. (JSKSJSKSK-)

Floating the two of you down, you set your vision lwieldingover down into the snow. Klee walked over to the two of you, holding her stomach. As her fit of laughter ended, Amber rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and moving her head to the side.

"We will never speak of this."

"BUT-"

"KLEE."

"..."

"KLEE!"

"...Fine."

"..."

"..."

"Good."

"Now, I think it's time to go back to Albedo, yes?"

"Aww, but-"

"KLEE."

"..."

"...Okay Miss Amber"

[blackacre13]

Hi I loved the pregnant Lou can we get a pregnant Lou in labor ?

"Ice chips, baby?” Debbie asked, offering out the plastic cup with a shaky hand.

“How about a scotch on the rocks?” Lou laughed, wincing as she tried to breathe through a round of contractions, her hand finding Debbie’s, gripping it tight.

“I don’t think hospitals keep that on tap,” Debbie frowned, trying to push the blonde’s sweaty bangs out of her face just for them to fall back into the same place. “You sure you don’t want a headband or a scrunchie? I brought them just in case.”

“Absolutely not,” Lou grimaced, scrunching up her nose. “It’s already bad enough I’m in this scratchy hospital gown.”

“Well, they don’t typically recommend a blazer, vest, and leather pants combo for labor and I’d have to agree.”

“If this kid grows up to be a rockstar, it’ll be no thanks to you,” Lou tsked. “And I will be sure to remind them of that fact. Speaking of, is the playlist set up?”

“All set, baby,” Debbie smiled, rubbing her thumb against the blonde’s palm. “Nurse was a bit surprised at some of the choices. Guess they get a lot of Enya and classical music around here.”

“They’re missing out,” Lou chuckled. Debbie didn’t miss the tighter squeeze of her hand and her gritted teeth this time.

She kept her eyes on Danny’s watch, staring it down and the little seconds hand scurried around the circumference.

“They’re getting closer together,” Debbie whispered. “You still okay? Not too late to change your mind about the epidural.”

“I don’t want anything that long pricking me,” Lou announced with a sour face. “Insert lesbian joke here.”

“It would help you with the pain though, love,” Debbie reminded her softly, stroking her hair again. “Once the contractions get too close though…”

“I know, I know,” Lou sighed, rolling her eyes.

“I’ll be here the whole time,” Debbie promised. “You can break my hand if you need to. I know the needle is ridiculous.”

“I’ll think about it,” Lou squeaked, flashing a pair of nervous eyes at Debbie and back before sucking in another deep breath.

“Baby?” Debbie whispered, glancing at her watch again, noting that things were getting close to picking up full speed.

“Yeah, Deb?”

“I love you so fucking much, Lou,” Debbie whispered, tears coming to her eyes. “And—god, I’m—you’re so amazing doing this for us.”

“Don’t go too soft on me now, Ocean,” Lou smiled, squeezing Debbie’s hand softer tis time. “I love you too, honey. More than you’ll ever know. And little Bowie Ocean-Miller is going to be so damn loved.”

“It wasn’t funny when we first heard the heartbeat and it’s still not funny now,” Debbie sighed, pinching her nose the way Danny used to at her.

“I feel like, since I’m the one giving birth, I should get to name them,” Lou shrugged. “Just saying.”

“Aren’t you the one who said we need to communicate and compromise more?” Debbie winked at her wife. “Maybe gave me a book or something even?”

Lou rolled her eyes. “Alright, you win this one.”

“Now that’s the kind of compromise I like,” Debbie grinned.

One of the nurses came into the room, interrupting them. Debbie tried not to shoot Lou an I-told-you-so look as she reminded them that things were getting close and that it was Lou’s last chance at considering an epidural.

Lou waved the nurse off as well to no one’s surprise, leaving the two of them alone as just Lou and Debbie for the next few minutes until there’d be a little addition to their family.

The next round of contractions hit hard, Debbie springing to the button beside Lou’s bed to call for the doctor. She knew how this was supposed to go as well as any con or heist she’d ever planned snd she was going to do everything in her power to keep it going smoothly and make sure the love of her life was in good hands.

Debbie helped coach her through the contractions, nodding at the doctor as she came into the room, throwing on a pair of gloves to examine Lou and see how far away she was.

“Alright, mamas,” she smiled. “I think it’s time to start pushing.”

“Deb,” Lou panted, turning to the brunette with a face full of fear. “What if I can’t do this?” Lou asked, suddenly panicking. All the guise of humor and sarcasm and too-cool for this melting away as reality sunk in. She grabbed at the brunette’s blouse, tugging Debbie closer.

“Of course you can do this,” Debbie murmured. “Don’t you know how absolutely amazing you are, love?”

“This is the biggest thing we’ve ever done,” Lou whispered, her voice cracking.

“Hey,” Debbie smiled. “You know I can’t run through the full list of all the things we’ve pulled off,” Debbie winked. “But you know what an amazing team we are. What great partners we are. Think of all that we’ve survived and accomplished already. And now we get to share those victories with our own little miracle.”

Lou nodded, a smile breaking through her tears.

“I’m still scared,” Lou admitted, blushing at her mission.

“If it’s not scary, it’s not an adventure,” Debbie grinned. “I’m scared too. But we’re so close to meeting the newest little member of our crew.”

“Are we ready to push?” The doctor asked, looking between them.

“We’re ready,” Lou nodded, as Debbie kissed the back of her hand. “We’ve got this.”

[druidgroves]

👨‍👦‍👦👖🪨🥊 for any/all of ur fallout guys pls 🥰

thank u for sending one !!!! doing it for edith & agustín bc i love them <33

fallout oc ask meme

AGUSTÍN MORENO - SOLE SURVIVOR (AU)

👨‍👨‍👦 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is their relationship to their family? do they have any siblings?

Agustín’s family consisted of his parents (Ricardo Sr. & Brisa), two older siblings (Ricardo Jr. & Silvia), & his (maternal) grandparents (Matias & Luzmila). He had a lot of cousins as well, but those are just the family members he had living in his house as he grew up. The Morenos were very tight knit & always kept in touch when they could. As a kid, though, Gus was the youngest so he often got picked on by his brother & sister lmao. He liked hanging out with his grandmother though & spent a lot of time with her. She encouraged him to go to med school.

When he introduced his family to Edith they took to her instantly & his brother teased him about her being out of his league & all Gus could do was look fondly at her talking to his abuela & say, “I know.”

👖 JEANS - what is their most iconic outfit?

Honestly the basic flannel shirt & jeans outfit from the game would suit him pretty well, just add his glasses, a medic bag, & a headband to keep his hair out of his face. However, I could also see him in the regular minuteman outfit.

🪨 ROCK - do they make friends easily? (if not) why?

Kind of ! Gus is a friendly face & easy to talk to, but he also tends to stumble over his words & sometimes has trouble saying the right thing. He’s the type of person who is internally happy to be there for the most part but doesn’t always feel the need to speak, which tends to put some people off because it can make him seem unapproachable.

🥊 BOXING GLOVE - what is their go-to fighting style (hand-to-hand, short range, long range, etc)?

Long range by far. The only time he’s getting in the middle of combat is if he’s helping someone who got hurt--he prefers being as far away from the heat of it all as possible.

EDITH THANH - SOLE SURVIVOR (AU)

👨‍👨‍👦 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is their relationship to their family? do they have any siblings?

Edith’s family was comparably smaller than Agustín’s, just herself & her parents (Kai & Maeve). Edith was closer to her dad than her mom, as her mother had high expectations for her at a young age & that took a toll on her. Whenever they’d argue, Edith would always turn to her dad for advice & they’d spend time in the garage together where he’d teach her how to fix up cars.

When she introduced Agustín to them, her father got along with him instantly & told her that she picked a good one. Her mother, on the other hand, didn’t dislike him but thought he was a bit too soft.

Fun fact, Edith & Gus named Shaun after Edith’s uncle on her mother’s side simply so I could have some sort of reason for them to choose the name Shaun for their son lmao.

👖 JEANS - what is their most iconic outfit?

I could see her wearing something like the road leathers outfit from the game, but tbh most of the time she’s running around in disguises! She disappears pretty early on in her & Gus’ story & ends up in the Railroad working alongside Deacon, so she doesn’t spend a lot of time in her “own” clothes.

🪨 ROCK - do they make friends easily? (if not) why?

She does not lmao. Edith has a very dry sense of humor & tends to deadpan a lot in regular conversation (i.e. whenever she’s not in the court room). Most people think she’s a bitch & for a bit on her & Gus’ first date he thought she wasn’t into him until she outright said she had a good time with him & would very much like to do it again lol. Post-apocalypse, Deacon is her One Good Friend because he picks up on her sarcasm (plus, she kinda enjoys being his straight man lmao).

🥊 BOXING GLOVE - what is their go-to fighting style (hand-to-hand, short range, long range, etc)?

She’s up close and personal baby ! She prefers knives & pistols & can do a bit of hand-to-hand if pressed. She likes to keep it quick & quiet.

[lu-undy]

Chapter 2, Un-alone

Here it is!

"Lulu?" 

"Oui, Marie?" 

"Take your coat."

"Non, jolie fleur, you are cold, keep it." He grinned sweetly.

[Pretty flower]

"I'm cold but you're freezin'!" 

He chuckled at the jump of octaves in her voice.

"I am perfectly fine, please." He insisted, his hands shifted awkwardly to his face, he brushed an eyebrow nervously. 

"Look at this…!" She suddenly took his hands in hers and it took him aback. He blushed. "Your hands are frozen!"

"It matters very little, I assure you. Now please, follow me." He gently laced a hand around her and she followed him. He took her around the restaurant, to the back door. 

"Where are you takin’ me? Oh… Lulu… What are you doing?”

He opened his cigarette case, the same he still used to this day, and retrieved the pins that were concealed there before picking the lock. It yielded and he opened the door. 

“Are we… Can we...?”

He offered a gallant hand to her and she put her slim fingers on his before he pushed her inside and shut the door. He took her to the stage and switched a spotlight on, just that single one, on the piano. 

“Lulu, did you just pick that lock?”

“I might have.” He answered and sat at the piano.

“Hold on, that means we’re breaking in! Oh my God!” She burst out laughing and hugged him from behind, as his fingers started playing with the ivory keys. 

Lucien closed his eyes just as he did that day. He remembered her perfume. Rose water and a hint of jasmine. Perfect for the beautiful flower that she was. He remembered the feeling of her hair brushing against his much younger skin. 

“Is there anything you want me to sing?”

“A private concert, huh?” She said and he raised lovestruck eyes to her.

“Oui, if you want." 

“Play whatever you want, but please sing. I really like your voice.” 

It started like a warm ballad, a style that Marie would come to know is called Bossa Nova. It comes from Brazil, Lucien had explained. It is similar to a samba but slowed down. It is much more mellow but still carries the sunlight from where it comes from.

She listened to him sing in languages she barely knew existed. He played and his entire body gently rocked back and forth as he sang in rhythm. She sat next to him and his eyes went to hers, her smile. That night was the first of countless ones where they would exit the restaurant, walk around the block and Lucien would make them slip inside again. She never questioned his ability to pick locks, she followed him and trusted him blindly. Meanwhile, Lucien melted and sank, falling deeper and deeper for her charms but also her character. The extended private concerts were great opportunities to talk more.

He came to learn that she was working as a waitress, in a diner. From that, he knew that she was spending up to her last dime to go and see him in that restaurant, the best in town. She didn’t have many different dresses and would alternate between two or three. The first time she came to one of their rendez-vous with a dress that Lucien had already seen, she had apologised and explained that she would have loved to afford better outfits for him. 

Pff, Lucien assured her that it was ridiculous, that he didn’t see the dress. 

“Comment pourrais-je remarquer autre chose que tes yeux?”

“You’re doing it again, Lulu…”

“What am I doing again?” He asked with a chuckle from the piano seat, playing lazy arpeggios. 

“You know very well what!” She answered.

“Pray tell, I do not know what you are talking about, petite fleur.”

[little flower]

She chuckled. 

“You’re speaking in French again and I can’t understand you! C’mon, honey, tell me in English!”

His heart stopped at the word “honey”.  He raised lovestruck eyes to her. First, she had called him Lulu, and now, it was “honey”...

“I said… Uhm…”

“Come on, please…?”

He looked away and translated himself.

“How could I see anything else but your eyes?”

He blushed again and each time he did, the heat in his cheeks was exquisite agony. For the first time, Lucien was the one to fall. With his impeccable looks and manners, he was used to being the centre of desires and attention but this time, it was all upside down! He felt a soft and warm pain that only grew when she came close to him, or when she was far. 

When he wasn’t at the restaurant, his thoughts were on her. Was she well? What was she doing? Did she need anything? Oh he hoped she was smiling and laughing, he hoped that she graced the world with a flash of her pearly white teeth.

Marie started to receive these packages at work. She had slipped in the bathroom to open the first one. A dress! Gosh, and what a dress it was! It was gorgeous. Blue, a bit lighter than her eyes. Oh, what was that? Gloves? They matched the dress and… oh, a headband! 

“Who left this for me?” She asked one of her colleagues at the diner. 

“I don’t know, I just found the package on the counter, I thought you’d forgotten it there.”

She frowned. 

Gifts like these started appearing in her life. At work, on her doorstep… Once, she even found a red rose in her skirt pocket!

That’s when she understood. There was only one man who was agile and subtle enough to manage a sleight of hand like that. 

“Hey, honey.”

That night, she had joined him at the cinema. She found him waiting patiently in front of the wall of large and wide posters. He turned to the voice who had addressed him and his face beamed up with a smile.

“You forgot this in my pocket, Lulu.” She had brought the flower with her. 

“Non. I do not think so.” He smiled and took it from her hand to slide it on her hair, snugly pinned by the headband, over her ear. “Besides, why would I need a rose? C’est toi ma petite fleur.”

She didn’t have to do more than raise an eyebrow for him to translate himself. 

“It’s you who is my little flower.”

She chuckled and took his arm. 

“Thanks, hon’.”

“Are you ready?”

“Before we go, what do you think of this?” She opened the panes of her coat and Lucien saw one of the dresses he had offered her. His smile widened and the words failed him. 

“I… Woah… You look… You look… ravishing. Pardon my stuttering.” He cleared his throat and she chuckled. 

“Y’like it?”

“Only a blind fool wouldn’t. You are resplendent, Marie, truly.”

“Someone offered it to me.”

“Ah, surely they are a person of good taste, hm?” He joked.

“Oh, yeah, with keen eyes too. They knew my size without asking!” She added and he had to look away. There was no way he could look in her eyes. 

Oui, he knew the measures of her body. He had dreamt them countless times, with his eyes both closed and open. A simple glance at her had sufficed. He had seen it all. The curves that beckoned him and before sleeping every night, he dreamt of his fingers exploring them all, just grazing the warm and soft skin. 

“Thank you, Lulu.”

Her voice made him look back at her. 

“Y-you are most welcome, petite fleur.” She grabbed his arm and they went to the counter. He paid for the tickets and he had noticed how she had eyed the popcorn. He treated her to some. She turned to him, looked around them and seeing that no one was paying attention, she squeezed him in a tight hug before holding his arm again, leaving him breathless. 

They entered the room and sat at the back, in the middle, under the projector.

Soon, the light went out and the movie started. 

Lucien couldn’t remember it now, but to him, it seemed that the room was empty. There was only Marie and him. And for the movie, it was one of those romantic comedies that he only liked when he watched them with her; because then, he could safely admit it, he liked those movies. 

Oh.

She had leaned her head on his shoulder. His heart beat so hard all of a sudden that he shifted a bit on his seat, hoping she wouldn’t feel the collar of his jacket and shirt tremble under his pounding heartbeat. He got hot all of a sudden. But her spontaneity and boldness surprised him again when he felt something against his lips. It was some popcorn. He parted his lips and took it in his mouth before he felt a thumb brush his cheek. The sensation was so strong that he had to close his eyes for an instant.

He remembered how ridiculous he felt. Him, the womaniser, the man used to woo any female he wanted with baffling ease. He had been humbled and put back in his place by the flutter of Marie’s eyelashes...

She fed him popcorn from time to time and soon, he found himself leaning his head on hers. He didn’t know it but he was smiling too, until delicate fingers slid between his. His heart jumped again and he felt her shift away from his shoulder. He looked down and could only see her when the movie was bright enough. He saw two stars twinkle, her eyes. Her eyelashes slowly bent down and finally, a hand on his cheek. They stared at each other for what seemed like eternity.

Marie craned her neck gently and pushed her lips on his.

Lucien closed his eyes. 

It was nothing but a prude kiss on the lips but it had pushed tears to his eyes. He frowned and his fingers trembled, spasming in the air before he planted his nails on the armrests and dug violently, to control himself, hold himself back.

She soon withdrew and he took an extra second to open his eyes.

“Marie…”

She chuckled.

“Yeah?”

“I… Je t’aime.” He admitted in a breathless whisper.

“I love you too.”

Lucien remembered it all from his lifeless hotel room.

“Merde… Merde… MERDE!”

[Shit… Shit… SHIT!]

The bottle of whiskey was sent flying at full speed against the wall and smashed loudly. After that, silence fell that was only interspersed by the noise of Lucien’s loud breath.

He went to the telephone and dialed the number that the hotel boy had given him.

“Hello?”

“Oui, it is me.” Lucien said.

“Lucien? Ah, it’s Fred.”

“I know.” The Frenchman’s voice was cold, but unlike his usual well-measured way. No, his old American colleague could tell that it was different.

“Look, I’ve just learnt and uh… I’m sorry for your loss.”

Lucien sighed but didn’t answer anything. He was too hurt.

“If you need to talk or… I don’t know, if you need someone, I’m here.”

“Fred.” Lucien answered. 

“I know, you’re not that type of guy but, I don’t know. I just need to tell you that I’m here.”

Lucien frowned and put a hand on the bridge of his nose.

“Are the headquarters the same?” He finally asked.

“Yeah. I mean, yeah, it’s still the same, why?”

“Is there anyone in now?”

“No, it’s the middle of the goddamn night, of course not!”

“Fine.” Lucien hung up and left his hotel room. He couldn’t bear the smell of the whiskey spilled on the floor and splashed on the wall. He exited the hotel to slip in a taxi and gave an address he knew too well.

Fred was also working for the secret services, but the American ones, of course. He had always been a friend of Lucien’s, a reliable colleague. But if Fred had learnt, then when morning struck, the entire world would know. Lucien clenched his jaw harder and soon the taxi stopped. 

He exited it and headed for the building in front of him. He didn’t have any trouble entering. He went from a service door behind and picked the lock. He didn’t even hide his face from the cameras. But he knew he wouldn’t face any consequences. Fred knew he was there and in any case, if the Americans came to tell him off, they could go to hell.

Lucien entered and after a second of surprise at the new paint on the walls, the new tiled floor and the new overall interior of the building, he found some stairs and went down to the lowest level. 

Ah, finally, the gymnasium. Lucien pushed a switch and the wide room lit up.

He pushed the door, kicked his shoes away and threw his jacket down on the floor. He took his blade out however and headed straight for the dummies used to train punching and kicking.  

And there he went. He released it. 

It started with rage first. He punched and kicked until he could barely feel his knuckles, which dissatisfied him greatly. He wanted it to hurt. He craved to feel the pain on his hands, on his useless hands, on the hands that couldn’t hold hers anymore, that couldn’t have saved her, that weren’t there for her in her last moments.

A pneumonia is what had taken her. 

A simple, goddamn pneumonia. 

Her lungs were fragile, he knew that and never smoked around her. He had… He had given up smoking for her. He would have given her his own lungs and got the rotten ones. He didn’t care. He didn’t deserve to live more than her. She was an outstanding woman, a woman like they didn’t exist anymore. A woman, not a princess or a toy, a proper, proud and solid woman. A queen walking amongst simpletons.

Only she could understand and bear him. Only she had the shoulders and the heart for it. He never met anyone with whom the connection had been that deep. No, of course not. 

“POURQUOI ELLE?!”

[WHY HER?!]

The dummies were assaulted like they never had before. The precise hits and blows made them crack sometimes, but Lucien did not hear any of it. Only his loud shouting and later on, his sobs, as he slashed and stabbed. He had ripped his tie off of his neck and a few buttons of his shirt had popped away. 

“NON! NON! NON!”

More stabbing and slashing through his sobbing roars, punches and kicks as the first rays of sunlight peeked through the thin windows at the top of the room. They did not stop the brokenhearted mess of a man to rip his shirt away from his chest and stay in his sweat drenched white tank top, yelling, sobbing, pulling his hair off his own head. A man descending to madness is what the first users of the gym found that morning. 

“Oh my God! Are you alright?! What happened here?!”

They ran to him, seeing his bleeding knuckles, dried blood on the broken dummies and on his clothes and face. 

“Stay away from me!” He ordered and the American spies stopped when they recognised him. The French accent, the piercing blue eyes and the short blade. Yeah, it was him. 

“Agent L of the DGSE? What are you doing here?”

Lucien picked his shirt and put on his shoes before exiting the gymnasium and the entire centre. A taxi took his depraved self back to his hotel where the whiskey had been cleaned.

He flopped down on the sofa and laid there, still covered in blood, his own, dried and drying, and still sweating with silent tears rolling down his face. His hair stuck to his face and everyone he happened to cross paths with in the hotel gave him the weirdest looks. Who was that wretch of a man they were letting into the five-star establishment?

Lucien sighed and turned his eyes to the coffee table.

The letter was there, open towards him. He sat up and went to his knees on the floor. He didn’t want to touch it in the filthy state he was. He simply read it with his hands in his hair, pulling and crying after each word.

That was it. It felt different now. 

The first time he had read it, it felt that she had just written it for him a few seconds ago. But now, it was a relic of the past, something that did not take him closer to her, but somehow, it became the measure for how far he had been from her. 

Lucien had always been a letter away from Marie. 

Although now, he couldn’t even be a letter away from her anymore.

[dreaming-of-assclass]

AssClass Halloween Costumes

I’m a few days late lmao...but here we go 👻🎃

Karma: Edward Scissorhands. A classic. He goes all out in his costume and it looks really good...scary but awesome yeah. Waves his scissors in front of people’s faces to be annoying.

Isogai: The Phantom of the Opera. Gets complaints later from his fangirls that the mask was covering his “beautiful face.” 

Okajima: A sexy devil costume. It’s not too revealing but it’s certainly quite feminine, which throws people off guard. But he struts with confidence and 3-E supports him all the way.

Okano: Princess Mononoke. She looks like such a badass with the wolf cape and the red markings on her cheeks. 

Okuda: Mickey Mouse. She looks so so cute in the little overalls and gloves, and ear headbands. Matching with Kayano.

Kataoka: Audrey Hepburn. Sis got legs for days and the tights/heels emphasizes them even more. Turns so many girls gay, let’s be real.

Kayano: Minnie Mouse. She looks adorable in the dress and cute ears headband. She’s matching with her bestie Okuda UwU.

Kanzaki: Mario!! The comical handlebar mustache looks hilarious on her, and she’s just such a cutie in the outfit.

Kimura: a Mummy, who looks legitimately terrifying with dark makeup and gold contacts. Ends up having a crisis when he needs to pee but can’t get out of the wrapping.

Kurahashi: Belle from Beauty and the Beast. The yellow dress looks gorgeous on her. Lowkey wanted to ask Karasuma to be the beast, but thankfully, she didn’t.

Nagisa: Luke Skywalker. The tunic looks really adorable on him ngl, and his lightsaber is actually so cool. Half the night, his friends keep trying to steal it and play around. Didn’t expect to coordinate with Mimura but they take a bunch of great pics together uwu.

Sugaya: Doesn’t really dress up. But he has the best and most elaborate face makeup. Dude seriously looks like a monster or demon or whatever he intended. It looks so good and professional. Other than that, he’s wearing plain sweats he just threw fake blood on.

Sugino: A werewolf umpire, of course. He’s dressed in the baseball outfit with a scary mask on. Definitely gets called a furry by multiple people.

Takebayashi: KIRITO FROM SWORD ART ONLINE FSDJHKS. He spends forever (and with some help from Hara) on his costume, having the black trenchcoat and swords and everything. His hair is messy and unlike it’s usual style, and he lowkey gets some attention for his visuals.

Chiba: Howl Pendragon. He looks so charming in the outfit. Is he blonde or does he keep his dark hair? I can’t decide. Also Kaho is Sophie.

Terasaka: Totoro. He goes as Totoro. I’m not kidding at all. He may have lost a dare to his sister, and had to wear this giant onesie of the beloved character. But as much as he’s laughed at for the night, the joke is on everyone else. He (smugly) stays warm and cozy even when it starts to get more chilly.

Nakamura: A Zombie prom queen. Bought the dress part for the costume but she made the sash herself. And her makeup is on point, it’s so scary and good. Loves making guys squirm with creepy looks, then flirting with girls.

Hazama: A ghoul. But it’s literally the most horrifying, gut-wrenching costume ever seen. Straight out of a horror movie. Super detailed, makeup is on point and terrifying. Carries weapons and scares the shit out of everyone. Makes some people even pee, and cry.

Hayami: A cheetah, in a full body costume and hat with ears. She looks so GOOD. Her sharp eyes look even more bright and feline than usual in such a dark outfit.

Hara: A ballerina!!! She looks so pretty and angelic in her pink tutu outfit, and it highkey looks so professional too. She made it herself after all haha. But yes, our Hara is a pink princess, ok?

Fuwa: Piccolo. It’s ridiculously accurate and well-made. Halfway through the night, she changes to be a One Piece character.

Maehara: Thor. Let his hair grow out a bit just for this costume. Slings the hammer around everywhere and almost accidentally kills someone with it.

Mimura: Han Solo. It’s so accurate and well made...the only thing wrong is his height lmao.

Muramatsu: the KFC guy, except he keeps advertising his ramen shop to everyone at the same time.

Yada: a bloody Alice in Wonderland, with a basket full of cookies that she carries around, and a ripped apart white rabbit plushie.

Yoshida: Danny Zuko from Grease ADJHKS. Takes out his dreadlocks for the night to have a pompadour. All his friends roast him hard and say he looks no different than he usually does lmao. Itona voice: “Are leather jackets the only things you own?”

Ritsu: Who else would she go as other than the legend Hatsune Miku. Turns her hair blue too, and sings a couple songs for everyone.

Itona: Iron Man. He looks so cute ok, this tiny little 14 year old in a bulky superhero costume that doesn’t suit his face at all.

Korosensei: Tinkerbell. One of his favorite Disney characters. Totally rocks the green dress and blonde bun. But then he starts crying and whining when his students tease him. “Tinkerbell? How fitting, Sensei! You’re both such attention seekers!”

Irina + Karasuma: They go as a sexy vampire couple, much to Karasuma’s hesitance. They look really good though. He has to hold Irina back from killing someone when the students dub her a “trampire.”

Gakushuu: A skeleton, but it’s way more elaborate than it sounds. It’s like a very detailed black tux outfit, made of 3 pieces. And every piece of it has a bone design on it, with like a blue glow so it looks he’s literally an X-ray picture. Hella cool. And he refuses makeup but reluctantly compromises with just dark eye stuff.